I got sent to the principal’s office because of my face. What happened next—and a lesson I had learned from one of my own students—changed the way I handled conflict.
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What began as a high school production of The Women of Lockerbie became an unforgettable encounter with the real people behind Pan Am Flight 103—and a reminder that behind every tragedy are names, families, and stories.
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Every teacher has stared at a class roster hoping to get every name right. A humorous comedy sketch, an embarrassing first-grade memory, and one unforgettable student reminded me why a person's name deserves our very best effort.
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After 25 years in education, I've discovered that the most valuable teaching lessons aren't found in textbooks or college courses—they're learned in the faculty workroom, beside the copier, over lunch, and in conversations with veteran teachers. Here are 50 pieces of practical wisdom I wish someone had shared with me before my first day in the classroom.
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Every school has that classroom—the one that's too hot, too cold, or plagued by mysterious problems. Mine had a smell so awful it made students' eyes water and left me feeling nauseated. What began as a humorous classroom story became a reminder that teachers often know first when something isn't right—and schools should listen.
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For years, I thought my greatest education came from classrooms, graduate school, and earning advanced degrees. Then one student taught me a lesson no textbook ever could—a lesson about compassion, trust, and the choice to keep loving others after your heart has been broken.
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As another school year begins, teachers are filled with equal parts excitement and anxiety. New pencils, fresh lesson plans, and hopeful expectations are quickly met with the realities of today's classroom. If you're wondering whether you have what it takes to do it one more time, this encouragement is for you.
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We gathered before sunrise, breath visible in the cold air, rain tapping steadily against poster board signs. The cardboard softened as the morning wore on, ink bleeding at the edges, but nobody left.
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“It’s the teachers’ lounge. Or the workroom. Or whatever name your school gives to the small, windowless space where hope — and hygiene — go to die.”
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We have gotten to the point in our society in which we expect our needs to be met immediately. As Christians, we expect God to know our needs and meet them without our even having to ask, but God clearly tells us that we are to pray and ask for what we need.
